In the beginning of time there were four kings that stood upon the four corners of what was known as Mesopotamia. Each corner was surrounded by trees, wind, magma, and ocean. There was the king of fire, air, water, and forest. Each king had vast civilizations that bid their each and every will. These kings had great wealth which they used to expand their territory and create huge monuments of themselves for all ages to recognize.
After years of expanding their empires to the edges of Mesopotamia and building the biggest statues gold could buy, the four kings found themselves with no where else to go. Surrounded by purple flowing walls they prayed to their gods in hopes to cross them. The gods answered their prayers with the gift of the Nether Portal. The portal allowed the kings to pass through to the other three corners of the earth, throwing them into an Other World of mystery and new elements.
The four kings soon discovered there were others like them and so began the marriage of fire, air, water, and forest. After many descendants of the kings, birth was given to the titans, familiars, and eventually a baby dragon named Gleam. The winged diamond grew fast and strong as the kings stood in awe at the epic form of their creation. The dragon understood his own power and when he grew of age he challenged his ancestors for their thrones.
Battles raged and waves of water, balls of fire, needles of wind, and razor sharp roots and leaves were thrown at the dragon. Nothing scratched him as he laid waste to the four corners. After all was over he took his seat in the center of the four corners, enslaving the humans, and destroying the monuments his ancestors had created. Gleam echoed his roar for all his brothers and sisters to hear and declared himself one of the gods.
The gods heard his roar and answered with chaos. The four corners were tossed and turned, splitting apart all of Mesopotamia. The gods cursed the dragons for all eternity giving their fame and wealth to what was left of the humans. Gleam had vanished through the disasters and all knowledge of his existence was forgotten. Humans eventually forgot the dangers of dragon breeding, and so began the age of the caretaker.